|August Alsina FanFic|
Celiné is twenty-two years old and is battling her way through a divorce from her crazy husband, Derrick. They have one son together, Chad, who is eight months old and means the world to Celiné.
As Celiné is going through he...
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Celiné
"Momma!" I called out for her as I entered her home.
"I'm right here bab-.. Oh my god! Where was he!" She rushed over to me and took Chad out of my arms.
"He was with August at the shelter." I took my jacket off and sat the keys down. "That asshole dropped him off there."
"Derrick? Ugh!" She groaned. "Listen Celiné. You're done with that son of a bitch." She looked at me with stern. "I hate to cuss you, but I need you to know that I'm serious."
"I'm done with him momma." I sat down. "I just have to go back to the house and get our stuff."
"Isn't the house in your name? He didn't have a job before you two moved in there."
"Yes, it's in my name, but I don't want it. Too many bad memories."
"I knew I heard my daughters voice." My dad spoke as he came down the steps.
"Hey dad."
"What's the matter? Why y'all seem upset?"
"Céline." My mom looked at me.
I looked at my dads natural mean face and got scared. I've always known that he'd do anything for his girls - He doesn't play when it comes to us.
"Derrick threw her out yesterday and left Chad at the homeless shelter." My mom spoke.
"Mom! I was going to tell him!" I looked at her.
"Make it quick next time."
"Derrick did what?" His voice got deep.
"Dad don't do this in front of Chad, please?" I watched him turn angry.
"Oh, Derrick got one coming for hi-.."
"Greg." My mom stopped him.
"This is why I didn't want to tell him." I sighed. "You guys don't have to worry about it. I can handle Derrick myself."
They looked at me for a few seconds before looking at each other.
"You do what you gotta do but I swear Celiné if you give him another chance-.."
"I'm not." I cut my mom off. "It's just going to be hard to get this divorce." I played with my fingers.
"We're here if you need us baby girl." My dad patted my shoulder before picking up Chad. "Come on son, I got some new stuff to show you." He walked to his man cave.
